Author: Tim Russo (Page 87 of 89)

Wickman? Love him.

All you Bob Wickman haters, give it a rest. Aside from his numbers, which are great, you gotta admit, the man keeps you watching the game. It’s a roller coaster ride every time he pitches. As much as I loved Jose Mesa in his prime, you could literally leave the game when he took the mound. A win was a forgone conclusion. Sure, it was great to have that certainty, but not as much fun as Wickie. With Wickman, you’re glued to the game until the last pitch.

It’s a bit like getting rid of umpires in favor of some machine. Stupid. The inherent variability of the strike zone when applied by human beings is part of the game, makes it fun, and what else would you argue about during the game?

Sipe or Kosar?

I’ve been having this ongoing argument with a buddy of mine…who would you rather have as your QB in his prime? Brian Sipe or Bernie Kosar?

I’d take Bernie. Hard to argue with 3 AFC Championship game appearances. Sipe won an MVP, but Bernie had more great years than Sipe, and as for mobility, when Bernie was really hot, he was every bit as good as Peyton Manning or Dan Marino, both of whom are pretty immobile. In Browns history, there was nobody better at on-the-field command than Kosar. My buddy argues for Sipe, largely based on the MVP year of 1980.

Who would you take?

Frye officially #2

I like this…..and I really like this…..

He also befriended his childhood idol Bernie Kosar, who has taken Frye under his wing. “He’s talked to me about all the stuff off the field like ticket requests and things and to know that you’re here to play football and that’s your No. 1 priority,” Frye said. “It’s real cool to be able to watch him [growing up] and now he’s giving me pointers. [His poster] is still hanging up in my room in Willard, Ohio.”

Hangin’ out with Bernie scores major points with me.

My new sports home

So what’s next after you get a law degree, stop practicing law because you can’t stand it, work on political campaigns for a living, work abroad for years and years, and give it all up to start your own blog? I guess you become a sports blogger!

Welcome to ClevelandScores.com, my next gig. Cleveland sports writers, look out. Ever read the PD sports columnists and wonder WTF? Me too. Fellas, you’re on notice.

And talk radio, too. I last listened to sports talk about 20 years ago, when some moron suggested to Pete Franklin, “Pete! Got a trade for ya! Mack & Byner for a first round pick!” after the season in which they both rushed for 1,000 yards. I called Pete and told him the guy was a moron. Stopped listening to sports talk radio. Now, it’s in the job description. Trivissonno almost made me vomit the other day. He’s gonna get his, don’t worry.

We’re gonna cover the Browns, Cavs, Indians, and OSU. We’ll talk some golf, as it’s the only sport I am physically capable of playing anymore. I’d also love to cover the folks at Cleveland Plays, where I left my QB dreams on a field in Brookside Park last summer along with the rest of my right knee. So Cleveland Plays people (you know who you are) let me know what the scoop is. Leave comments. (still time to register for fall sports!)

This should be fun. Anyone who sits through my cigar smoke (man, that blogger’s got a nice ash!) and sports rants at the Fulton on a Sunday night knows that my blood has run brown and orange through Red Right 88, the double overtime win against the Jets, the Fumble, the Drive, the Browns leaving town, coming back, stinking, and rebuilding. It ran red, white and blue through watching Albert Belle hit a grand slam in empty Cleveland Stadium, to Mesa’s Game 7 blown save, to this year’s playoff drive. It ran wine & gold through World B. Free & Ben Poquette to Price & Daugherty to the incredible gift from God that is Lebron James. Scarlet and gray from Chris Carter to Jim Jackson to Maurice Clarett to this week’s epic battle with Texas.

Let’s get it started.

Pressure getting to the Tribe?

The last two losses to Minnesota got me thinking….maybe the pressure of the playoff chase is getting to the Indians. Losing two games in a row on a series of errors, in the heat of a playoff chase, has the potential to spiral out of control.

[UPDATE – Tribe beat Detroit 2-0 while I was typing this. Perhaps this will steady the ship. It’d be a shame if this great August run sputtered out.]

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